Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight hidden yuan fist
Chapter 598 Yin Yuan Fist
"Lin Mu, don't talk nonsense and slander me. That's a capital offense."
King Nanping glared at You Lie and said angrily.
At the same time, the murderous intent in his pupils was also intense to its peak.
He caused a plague to plague the world and framed the blame on a royal concubine. Even though he was a prince, he could not bear this crime.
Now there is only one way to resolve this crisis, and that is to kill Lin Mu.
If Lin Mu is killed, there will be no witness. He can freely say that Lin Mu deliberately slandered him, and the crisis will naturally be resolved.
King Nanping had murderous intentions, and Lin Mu's murderous intentions were even deeper. He immediately stopped arguing with King Nanping and quickly approached him.
"Ice Storm."
King Nanping's eyes revealed a cold light, and a burst of bone-chilling chill suddenly erupted from the three-light silver dragon spear.
In an instant, a strong icy storm rolled towards Lin Mu.
At this time, Lin Mu was advancing at an alarming speed, and it seemed that there was no way to escape.
Lost without bounds!
At this moment, Lin Mu's figure disappeared out of thin air.
"not good."
Almost at the same time, King Nanping's hair suddenly stood up, and he felt like he was enveloped in a crisis, and this crisis came from behind him.
boom!
Before King Nanping could react, a terrifying punch hit him in the back.
"puff."
King Nanping vomited blood on the spot, flew forward, and broke seven big trees in the courtyard before falling.
After landing, his face turned pale. Even though he was protected by the inner armor of the silver dragon, he still felt that his body had been severely traumatized, and his internal organs seemed to be bleeding.
Lin Mu did not intend to give King Nanping a chance to react. He would continue to pursue him as soon as he raised his feet.
"How is this going?"
At this moment, a group of people rushed in from outside Nanping Villa, looking for a middle-aged man in white with an extraordinary imposing manner.
"It's Wu Tingfeng, the owner of Baishi Building."
"Another Wuzong has arrived."
Seeing this middle-aged man in white, many people were slightly shocked, but soon felt relieved.
When such a major event occurs, it is impossible for Baishi Tower, the second largest force in Baishi City, not to notice it. It is also normal for Wu Tingfeng to appear here.
"Brother Wu, this son is Lin Mu. He attacked my Nanping Villa at night with evil intentions. I hope Brother Wu can help me."
King Nanping said hurriedly.
"Lin Mu?"
Wu Tingfeng was shocked when he saw King Nanping's appearance. He was even more shocked when he heard that it was Lin Mu who took action.
He could clearly remember that Baishilou wanted to put Lin Mu on the Baishi List, but because the envoy was arrogant, Lin Mu finally rejected it.
Even so, at that time he only regarded Lin Mu as a talented youngster with potential, but the scene before him really shocked him.
Lin Mu, could actually injure King Nanping?
But he didn't hesitate much. Maybe Lin Mu was strong, but King Nanping was not weak either.
More importantly, Baishilou and Nanping Villa have many interests, and it is impossible for him to sit back and watch King Nanping be attacked.
He immediately turned to look at Lin Mu and said: "Lin Mu, I know you have a grudge against King Nanping, but now you have injured King Nanping, which is regarded as revenge. Can you please stop here for my sake?"
"What did you say?"
Lin Mu's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Seeing Lin Mu's look, Wu Tingfeng was immediately unhappy: "What? Are you unwilling to give me face?"
"Hahaha."
Lin Mu laughed loudly, "Shabi, who do you think you are? Do you want me to give you face?"
"Young man, don't be so disrespectful."
Wu Tingfeng's face darkened.
boom!
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mu punched.
"Dongming Fist!"
Burning with anger, and considering that the opponent was Wu Zong, Lin Mu directly punched the eighth punch of the Seven Star Fist.
"court death."
Wu Tingfeng's eyes flashed with coldness. This junior was so impudent that he dared to attack him.
Furious in his heart, Wu Tingfeng intended to make Lin Mu suffer a big loss. His true energy suddenly surged and he unleashed a palm without reservation.
"Boom!"
The wind in the palm is powerful and violent, like the roar of the angry sea.
In the blink of an eye, the torrential palm wind violently collided with Lin Mu's fist.
After using this palm, he was still full of confidence.
In his perception, Lin Mu's fist aura was not very strong, and he was sure to defeat it.
However, the moment the palm wind and fist power really collided, Wu Tingfeng's pupils shrank suddenly.
In response to Lin Mu's fist strength, he initially only sensed a force that was neither strong nor weak, but after the actual collision, he realized that this was just an appearance.
This ordinary fist power actually hides seven other fist powers, and each one is more terrifying than the last.
It's like a flood bursting out, one after another, and the force becomes more terrifying as it goes to the back.
boom!
After a moment, Wu Tingfeng felt his palms go numb and he could no longer resist Lin Mu's punch. The force of the punch turned into a strong wind, causing him to roll in the air and fall hundreds of meters away.
"Whoever stands in my way today will die."
"roll."
Glancing at Wu Tingfeng indifferently, Lin Mu ignored him. He bent his knees slightly, exerted force, and his whole body jumped five or six meters high. In an instant, he jumped again in front of King Nanping.
"Lawlessness."
Wu Tingfeng got up from the ground in a panic, his face extremely ugly, and he chased Lin Mu again.
He is the owner of Baishi Tower and a veteran martial arts master. If he is frightened by the threat of consequences today, how will he be able to gain a foothold in this world in the future?
And Lin Mu's attitude of contempt for him really made him furious and unbearable.
"With me here, it's not your turn to act arbitrarily."
With a cold shout, Wu Tingfeng chased Lin Mu again.
King Nanping was even more angry. Seeing Lin Mu's attitude, he clearly regarded him as fish on the chopping board. How could he accept this?
He is the King of Nanping. He has always been the only one in charge of other people's destiny. When will it be the turn of a junior to show off his power in front of him?
"Okay, okay, since you are so pushy, I will let you see why I can become the king."
The true energy poured into the three-light silver dragon gun crazily, and a breath of death suddenly came out.
Buzz!
In an instant, a huge and ferocious silver dragon phantom rushed out from the three-light silver dragon spear.
"Roar."
The silver dragon was fierce and overwhelming. After circling in the air, it suddenly pounced on Lin Mu.
"Hahaha, calling me king? Even if you are a god today, you have to kneel down before me."
The soul-stirring laughter stirred up all directions.
Facing the ferocious silver dragon silhouette, Lin Mu did not dodge. He stamped his feet on the ground, jumped up again, and rushed directly into the sky.
"Yin Yuan Fist, kill!"
boom!
An instant later, Lin Mu met the phantom of the silver dragon, and punched him out without changing his expression.
boom boom boom boom
It was as if thunder exploded, and Lin Mu's fist seemed to be surrounded by countless stars. No matter how fierce the silver dragon phantom was, it could not withstand such a punch, and all the zhenqi outside his body was shattered.
Then, Lin Mu's fist hit it hard on the head.
"Ouch"
This silver dragon phantom was obviously lifeless, but it let out a shrill roar, and its head was directly broken in half by Lin Mu's punch.